I hope you can find a moment of peace today as you reflect on the child you have lost and the precious time you were able to spend with them.  Know you are not alone in your pain today.  If you have living children, hug them and love them.

Happy Fathers Day!


Kelly Farley
The Grieving Dads Project

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  • Steven stuart

    Well, I made it through the first Father’s Day without Colin. It was a bit surreal at times and normal other times. My wife and I took our daughter out to do normal stuff and even ran into a few people we know who wished me a happy Father’s Day and some of them then said they were sorry. I told them it was ok and that I am still a father to both of my children, even though one died.

    After going out and just spending time doing things that made my daughter, Ava, happy, we spend time at home doing crafts, painting, playing blocks, etc. It was a good day. After Ava went to bed, I spent time with in Colin’s room just sitting and talking to him about the day and telling him how much I love and miss him. It made me cry, but it was a good cry because it was the first night I sat alone and said “good night son” to him since he died, and I plan on doing it far more often now because it keeps him more “alive” and “real” when I get a chance to have some father/son time.

    Anyway, enough rambling from me. Happy Father’s Day to all!

  • I hope that your Father’s Day was as peaceful as it could be – thank you for starting the Grieving Dad’s Project. Take care.

    • Amourningmom,

      Thank you for your post. Today was a good day. I spent a lot fo time with my wife and my dog Buddy. I also spent a lot of time reflecting on how far I have come over the last several years. The thought of someone saying happy fathers day before would cause me to cry. But now it puts a warm smile on my face and it makes me think of Katie and Noah, which is always a good thing.

      You are welcome on me starting the Grieving Dads Project. It has provided me and many many others an outlet to tell their story. I am thankful the idea came to me and that I get encouragement from my angel babies.

      Thanks for stopping by the blog. You are welcomed here anytime.



  • It’s been 16 years since then-2-year-old Kevin’s death, and while I like to think I’m “all better now”, and even with the delight I take in me 14 year old living son, I’ll never be the carefree person I was. My living son, bless him, gets a slightly broken father for father’s day.

    • Dave,

      You are correct, we will never be the carefree people we once were. How could we? We have experienced one of life’s greatest tragedies. I hope you were able to find a moment of peace when thinking about Kevin on this difficult day. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.



  • Jack Hobby

    I have living children and I love them very much, But Fathers day is still very hard for me. Something is missing inside of me.

    • Jack,

      I know its hard. I didn’t mean that if you did have “living children” that everything would be ok. We all live with that void inside of us regardless. I wish you all of the peace you can find today, even if its only for a few moments.